This is not an engagement ring

It is a series of fond stories and memories
starting with its absence and the mothers who
would not countenance our engagement without a ring.
Then the jewellers assistant who pointed out the best of the cheap
“The poverty stricken student line of engagement rings”.
And the single small diamond that I grew to love
to know the way it shed light through its carbon heart
that I lost playing in the park one day with our little sons.
You were happy we still had the setting while
I mourned my sparkling companion.
A new stone has lived resplendent in the ring for long enough
that I treasure its own foibles, although it was a stranger at first.
But the cheap gold setting last year faltered, twisted, opened
now lives out its own lockdown in the box
waiting for the Jewellers to re-open.

Copyright © 2021 Kim Whysall-Hammond

My response to dVerse Poets Pub Poetics: Object Poems

The idea is to take an object and focus on the abstract and also give our poems the title ‘THIS IS NOT A…’ 

We should choose an object from inside the home or outdoors, look past its obvious characteristics and uses, and spare the details. Instead, we should write about the connection it has to us or what it represents: what it means, the memories it holds; the emotions it evokes, etc.

35 thoughts on “This is not an engagement ring

  1. I can relate with the grief that you experienced after losing that diamond. My mother lost hers, a little one like yours, which was one her necklace. She really cried and was sad for WEEKS!

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  2. Ah, Kim, I love this. These poems say much more about the writer than the object, I think. I took off all my rings at the start of lockdown – you can’t wash your hands properly with rings on. I wonder if I’ll ever wear them again.

    Losing the diamond was sad, but it’s the memories it holds that matter most.

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  3. Kim, your story gets to the heart of the ring as a symbol of love and commitment. It’s not the monetary value as much as the sentiment which we attach to it in the rituals of life and witness of our dedication to our relationship.

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  4. Take pride that the love and marriage outlasted the fragile ring. Long after I was widowed, I had my rings melted into a necklace, which I gave my daughter, my way to know our love lives on.

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  5. I enjoyed the story of your engagement ring, Kim, never having had one – I would have lost not just the stone but the whole ring! It’s wonderful that you have those memories, even though you lost your ‘sparkling companion’.

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  6. Oh I could feel the sadness of loss and imagined you searching for the sparkle in the grass. Love shines through it all. I can definitely relate as my wedding ring we had designed lost the turquoise in the middle and just this year, before surgery I had to have my engagement ring cut to get it off.

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  7. At least you had an engagement!
    I had my grandmother’s wedding ring and thought I’d lost it for years. I used to lie awake at night thinking about ‘it’ as if I’d murdered my grandma. When we found it again I almost cried. It’s strange how much of ourselves we can pour into inanimate objects! Keep your ring safe :)

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